It's commonly stated that Stephen King could submit his laundry list and it'd become a bestseller. Thing is, it would also be made into a movie. No matter, then, that Graveyard Shift is a six-page short story tucked away in King's 1978 Night Shift anthology - - just having his name above the title is enough to justify making the movie. Twelve years later. For 86p.
So here we have it: a textile mill, a team of working joes and an unspeakable horror lurking in the basement. Or at least some gigantic, gloopy bat-rat thingy, a glistening snotball seemingly created by Rob Bottin's talentless twin.
Brad Dourif does his best to rescue this pile of droppings, mugging as The Exterminator, but he's up against a foe too strong and stinky. It'd be more fun watching King's Y-fronts on a spin cycle.
